Cold Rushing In

I open the doors
On a winter’s night
The cold rushes in
Exposing the fragility of my plight.

I’ll never learn.
Always the one to run
Too far, too fast
Into someone else.
Immersing myself as I did in the past.

I should take heed,
Call it quits,
Just breathe
And walk away.

Listen to my poems on SoundCloud
This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One

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